Granby: Early Memory

Robert RuickGranby

The Flood of 1955 is my first clear memory. I was 3 at the time.

My uncle, who worked at Hamilton Standard, got over the Route 20 bridge before it washed out, but had to stay with us in Granby center because the Route 10 bridge washed out. I can remember standing with my family on one side of the bridge while my family shouted across the Route 10 bridge to my aunt and cousins in the days after the flood.

I also remember having to drink powdered milk for a while as no fresh milk was avaliable.

I also remember visiting the Granbrook Park section of East Granby , with my parents, to see the damage. As well as my then 3-year-old mind could picture it, I remember utterly smashed houses. I remember the porch of a house totally separated and in the street.